Profile Of A Party Pony

Chapter 1- Royal Conference

“Cupcakes! So sweet and tasty. Cupcakes! Don’t be too hasty. Cupcakes! Cupcakes, Cupcakes Cupcakes!”

X~X

JJ trotted quickly through the BAU office. She was nervously checking around to ensure things were in top shape. Her sunshine yellow mane was swept to the side off her face ensure she looked professional and capable.

JJ usually didn’t get so up in a twist over guest to the office. But royalty didn’t usually come calling either.

Hotch assembled the rest of the team in the conference room. As per JJ’s request, allowing the media liaison time to confer with the princesses.

Reid, Morgan and Prentiss all stood sneakily peaking through the blinds at the bull pen. All three were taken by awe as two regal alicorns swept in.

JJ bowed deeply, “Princess Celestia, Princess Luna.”

“Agent Jareau.” Celestia greeted kindly, “I wish we came with better tidings but, we have a very important case for your team.”

“Of course Princess. Shall I take down the details and talk to the team?”

“No,” Luna said glancing towards the conference room. She had to fight very hard to keep a small smile off her face at the three pairs of curious eyes watching her and her elder sister through the shutters, “its better we inform them directly.”

“As you wish your majesties.” JJ spoke nervously, “If you would follow me.”

X~X

Celestia conjured a picture of a young Pegasus, with a pale blue coat and a tomboy-ish-ly cut rainbow streaked mane.

“This is Rainbow Dash.” The daylight princess explained to the profilers, “Chief weather Pegasus of Ponyville.”

Morgan leaned forward to closer study the picture, “She was the winner of the Best Young Flier competition in Cloudsdayle last year. She flew so fast she achieved a Sonic Rainboom.”

“That’s Dash.” Celestia allowed a bit of pride to enter her voice. Then her expression fell, “Rainbow has been missing for 2 days now. There’s no trace of her anywhere.” The elder princess’s voice began to choke up so Luna took over the briefing.

“Dash isn’t the first to disappear either. Only a few days before Dash’s disappearance a little filly from the local school went missing. Twist. She’s just a child, only had her cutie mark for a month.” Luna looked sadly at the screen as the image of a bright happy young filly filled it.

“We’ve also received a report that a young griffon who’d been visiting Ponyville never made it home. Her name is Gilda.” Princess Celestia had gathered herself again, “As well as a few dozen other ponies in and around Ponyville to just up and disappear.”

“We want you,” Luna addressed everypony with a quick look, “to go to Ponyville and investigate.”

“Any local law enforcement to work with?” Rossi asked.

“No official police force, but my apprentice, Twilight Sparkle, is more than willing to help you. She’s very intelligent, dedicated to her studies, and has agreed to grant you access to the Ponyville Library where she lives and works whenever you need it, “Celestia explained, “She’s also been kind enough to take the liberty of booking you all rooms at the local inn.”

“Sounds good. Thank you very much Princesses.” Hotch gave the royal alicorns a low respectful bow, “Alright team, get yourselves ready. I expect you all ready to go in an hour. We’re heading to Ponyville.”

X~X

The team assembled and was settling in for the journey when Hotch called their attentions to the case, “we need to start building a preliminary profile. With this many missing, I want to hit the ground running after this unsub.”

“Well he doesn’t seem to have a particular type,” Rossi offered, “Fillies, colts, mares and stallions. No accounting for age or gender.”

“So he’s diverse. Now here’s the big question,” Prentiss began, “What’s he doing with them?”

“No bodies have been found. And no evidence to suggest that any of the missing are dead.” Hotch said thoughtfully. Though his expression remained that of the usual blank, his team knew that there was a part of him holding onto the desperate hope that these ponies may still be alive and safe.

Though he hated to have to burst that hopeful bubble Reid spoke up solemnly, “but with this number of victims I think we can safely assume that everypony that’s missing is dead. If he were keeping them all alive there’d have been a sign of somepony by now. The number of missing is too extensive to assume they are alive. And even if we were to be idealistic about it, the profiles of a kidnapper and murderer are different.”

This statement was followed by tensed silence, broken only when Hotch sighed, “Reid’s right. So we look at this as serial killings rather than abductions. JJ” he turned to acknowledge the pretty butter yellow mare to his left, “you and I will go meet up with this Twilight Sparkle and get ourselves set up. Morgan and Prentiss,” turned now t the dark brown stallion and the charcoal gray mare, “Canvas the neighbourhoods, and talk to any of the most recent victim’s friends. See if anypony knows where she was heading when she disappeared. Rossi and Reid,” turned finally to the elder stallion with the greying salt and pepper mane, and the gawky youth, “Go to Rainbow Dash’s house, see if there is anything useful.”

Each member of the team nodded their understanding, and silences descended upon the BAU as each pony lost themselves in thoughts of the new horrors of pony kind they were sure to uncover in this case.